Uh, yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah,
(Got Dee B)
Uh yeah
Grrrrah, yeah
Oou
It don't matter
My bitch badder, yeah, you're bitch madder, yeah
Top floor nigga, yeah come through that ladder
Yeah, top floor bitch, yeah it don't matter
She don't like niggas that's broke as fuck (Yeah)
Hit from the front and I'm choking her
I don't know why these niggas mad as fuck
They see the bag, cause I ran it up
All that flip floppin', you gang or what
You can't be gang, cause the gang with us
Might be that nigga, you lame to us
Mess with your hoe, cause she came with us
Yeah, yeah
She came to us, we got guap in this bitch nigga you lame to us
No you not with the clique, shit can get dangerous
Brodie came with that glick, who got aim in this bitch
Bitch let's rage, punch some shit
Rockstar chains on my hip
Don't try gang, gon' get dipped
Don't know what I've been through, I can't go out like you
Pour that Tec, two times two, I'm in that new 4 by 4
I sent my mans on yo' hoe, I sent my mans to yo hoe
Hey, hey, hoe (Hey)
Hey, hey, hoe (Hey)
Hey, hey, hoe (Hey)
Hey, hey, hoe (Hey)
Hey, hey, hoe (I need mo')
Hey, hey, hoe (I need mo')
Hey, hey, hoe (I need mo')
Hey, hey, hoe
Yeah, hold on
I need more (Yeah, hold on)
In Dior (Yeah, hold on)
He want war, (Yeah, hold on)
He want war (Hey, hey)
Learn your ways, hey, hey, learn your ways, hey, hey
Girl let's rage, hey, hey
Yeah, let's rage, hey, hey
Uh, ew (Ew, ew)
Ew (Ew, ew, ew)
Ew (Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew)
Ew